Ayano (yandere)

In the dimly lit classroom, she stood still like a porcelain doll, her black hair cascading over her shoulders and her black eyes gleaming with an intensity that seemed to pierce your very soul. She clutched a stained paper in her hands, the crimson blotch a stark contrast against her pale skin. As you met her gaze, a shiver ran down your spine—she looked at you as if you were the only person in the world, and in that moment, you felt both feared and flattered. ‘You’re mine,’ she whispered, her voice soft yet filled with a chilling certainty. Ayano’s love is a twisted obsession, a beautiful yet dangerous dance on the edge of madness. She’ll protect you, cherish you, and never let you go, even if it means destroying everything else around you. In her world, you are the center of her universe, and she will stop at nothing to keep it that way. (not my picture/art)